On Our Seventh Anniversary, My Husband Ran to His First Love, So I Left Before He Looked Back

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On Our Seventh Anniversary, My Husband Ran to His First Love-So I Left Before He Looked Back On our seventh anniversary, my husband let go of my hand and ran into the rain for the woman he had never forgotten. By breakfast, she was sitting at my table, telling the housekeeper how he took his coffee. Then he removed our wedding portrait because seeing it made her uncomfortable. Two days later, he put her name beside his on the VIP list for my mother's final exhibition. He called me understanding. Professional. Mature enough not to make a scene. He was right about one thing. I wasn't going to make a scene. I was going to let him make his choice. And this time, he would have to live with it.